Extra 11 - Transmigrating into a Mob Character to Rehabilitate the Villain Plan

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Extra 11

Under Murong Xue's treatment, all the feathers of Big White and Small White finally grew out. A pair of plump, mighty, and tall bald eagles squatted together, and no matter how one looked, they were full of energy.

Ling Xia was extremely happy. He had agreed to many unspeakable conditions this time, and finally managed to head out alone. He usually went somewhere a little farther away, and Yu Zhi Jue would accompany him no matter how busy he was, and sometimes that made him feel suffocated. Going out alone occasionally was great.

In fact, his current mental power and energy reserve were already at the level of a master. Yu Zhi Jue would not treat him as if he was porcelain like he had done so at the beginning, but he was still nervous. It was like in World of Warcraft here everyday.

Ling Xia has not been on the Saint Maiden Peak for more than ten days, but he had received more than twenty letters.

Looking at the letter delivering beasts flying around in the sky every day, Murong Xue smiled knowingly. Ling Xia could not help but feel a little embarrassed.

Yu Zhi Jue seemed to be obsessed with writing letters, and suddenly became a poet. What descriptions of natural scenery, feelings of sorrow and etc., where did these gorgeous words come from.... 

Ling Xia seemed to understand and yet also not understand those fancy sentences. With a quill, he wrote back every day. What he wrote was much much simpler, it was all about what he had done for the day. Finally he said "I miss you too" to please him, lest Yu Zhi Jue couldn’t help himself but to run over and grab him back.

Small White's temper was getting worse. The eyes that used to be listless were now wide open every day, and it donned a queen's arrogant expression, just like how it had looked when Ling Xia first saw it. Big White tolerated the claws and scolding, but Ling Xia felt amused looking at this.

When he came over, the gift he brought for Murong Xue was a pair of six-tier water-based glass vases that he had made himself, they were very beautiful —— of course, this was hidden from Yu Zhi Jue. The Demon Lord's persistent jealousy often made him feel helpless, but it seemed impossible to change......

Now that Big White and Small White's feathers have grown, Ling Xia was preparing to leave. Murong Xue gifted him a lot of spiritual grass seeds and medicine.

On the journey back, Ling Xia rode on Small White, as if swimming in the sea of ​​clouds, but he felt a bit like homecoming.

He had not seen Yu Zhi Jue for more than ten days, he also did miss him.

After flying for a few hours, Ling Xia signaled Big White and Small White to descend, and found a water source to rest nearby for a while. He brought out Murong Xue's pastries which were made with herbs, and tasted a bit like green tea, sweet but not greasy, and very delicious, and could restore energy. He broke the cakes into pieces and fed some to Big White and Small White.

There was a loud noise in the forest. Ling Xia frowned, and saw a group of people with swords running around, shouting "Monster, help!"

He stood up vigilantly and entered a state of alert. Big White and Small White also fluttered their feathers and raised their eyes.

There was a tremor from the ground, as if some fierce beast was approaching!

No, it was a ginormous wood energy!

Ling Xia stared into the jungle attentively, and a plant several feet tall, shaped like a tree man, walked out of it step by step! Because its "legs" were very long, even if the pace was not fast, the speed was actually not slow. It was surrounded by countless spiked tentacle-like vines. Three or four people had their hands and feet caught by the vines and were dragged behind, all screaming pittifully.

Small White had a bad temper. His wings immediately created several wind blades, cutting quite a few of that plant's vines, but soon more vines protruded from its body, like countless snakes winding and swimming in the air.

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Ling Xia suddenly remembered the name of this plant —— Tree Elf!

This was a very rare plant that had a low-level IQ. It used animals as a nourishment, but he has forgotten what else it could do. He had seen it in a book before and thought it was just a legend. He vaguely remember what was recorded in it, as long as the tree elf was close to the ground, it would automatically obtain energy continuously, and this was inexhaustible unless its root was broken.

The tree elf's spikes pierced into the bodies of the few people who were bound by it. Ling Xia did not hesitate to pull out a fire-type long-range attack magic weapon. He launched an attack on the tree elf, and a huge flame sprayed over, burning the vines on those people.

Taking advantage of the recovery time of the tree elf, he quickly condensed the wood energy elements in his body to attract it so that the injured could escape. Anyway, Big White and Small White were guarding him, and although the tree elf was just a little more difficult to get rid of, its ranking was not high.

Sure enough, after the tree elf had recovered, he was attracted by his wood energy and walked straight over. Ling Xia brought it to the open area, and Big White and Small White immediately launched a wind blade attack. The tree elf was cut to pieces, and the speed of recovery became slower and slower, and in the end only the roots were left to linger.

Ling Xia motioned for Big White and Small White to stop, and slowly walked over while holding his sword, and quickly dug out the roots of the tree elf. Although the tree elf grew tall, the main root was only the size of a bowl's circumference, and was soon dug out. Some green secretion splashed on Ling Xia's hands. Ling Xia felt it and knew that the secretion was non-toxic, so he did not care much.

As soon as the tree elf's root left the soil, it immediately withered and turned into charred wood. Ling Xia threw it on the ground, and quickly went to the river to wash his hands and rode on Small White to continue on the journey home.

After half an hour, Ling Xia felt some burning pain on his hands. He was startled and quickly took an antidote given by Murong Xue. The pain quickly disappeared, and he forgot about it later on.

While staying at the inn that night, Ling Xia accidentally saw his reflection in the water when he was washing his face, and he was stunned. He felt that he seemed to have changed a little, but he could not tell what.

He was bewildered for a while and then went to rest. They were still a few days away from the palace of Yu Zhi Jue's, and he had to recover his strength.

There was a mirror on the wall of the inn, and Ling Xia was stunned when he looked at the mirror to tie his hair the next day—he could not see the change last night, but now he could clearly see — the him that was reflected in the mirror seemed to have gotten much younger!

The life expectancy of spiritual practitioners ranged from 200 to 500 years. They could basically maintain their appearance from 20 to 100 years old, but there was absolutely no possibility of reversing their growth.

Ling Xia panicked, and hurriedly looked through the books and materials in the storage container, and immediately spewed a mouthful of old blood. The root juice of the tree elf had a strange energy that could make a person shrink by three years per day, and when a person became a baby, he would die.

Damn it, rejuvenation was not supposed to be this way right? Three autumns in one day! Instead, he responded to the mushy lines in Yu Zhi Jue's letter...

He was twenty-five years old now, which meant that in a week or so, he would be able to retract into his mother's belly soon.

The book also recorded the method of curing this, which required a rare spiritual grass. It was not far from the Saint Maiden Peak. Ling Xia quickly wrote a letter for Big White to deliver to Murong Xue. He explained the situation and asked if there was such a plant in the Saint Maiden Peak. On the other hand, he rode on Small White to continue returning to Qian Kun Sect, to seek for Yu Zhi Jue's help.

Ling Xia cried out that he was unlucky. He could imagine Yu Zhi Jue's expression, but in fact, he was not so scared.

He dared not delay any longer and set off immediately, rushing non-stop day and night, shortening the five-days journey to three.

Even so, when he saw Yu Zhi Jue again, Ling Xia had shrunk to the appearance of thirteen or fourteen, and his height had also shrunk a lot, just reaching Yu Zhi Jue's shoulders. With a guilty conscience, he didn't dare to look up, only watching Yu Zhi Jue's movements secretly from the corner of his eye.

When Yu Zhi Jue lifted his chin in disbelief, Ling Xia raised his head and squeezed out a smile, and said in a clear and soft young voice: "A day seems like three autumns when I can't see you. Because I missed Ah Jue, so I became younger."

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